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"Okay I will tell you. No interruptions. You are the daughter of the former emperor of our clan, who is dead now. Your dad fell in love with your mom, who was human and that fact is forbidden. And worst, they gave birth to you. Because,if a vampire and a human breed together they will produce a blood sucking monster like you. Very strong and powerful. The necklace you are wearing is called an ancient lock. It helps to subdue the real you. The blood sucking monster you, your double personality. That was why your mom told you to never remove it. Your dad tried hiding you but his adviser,who is Sebastian our clan greatest enemy. And the one who put me in this situation. He told everyone and th

"Yeah. That seems kind of important to know." "Well, sweetheart, I hate to break it to you this way, but one of your parents has to be akharu, aka vampire, blood-sucking spawns of Cain, or whatever you like to call them. Or a parent could be a usemi, aka lycanthrope or Abel's cursed descendants. My father was usemi. At least that's what the Collector told me. He can do a blood test and find out. My father left my mother when I was just a baby. Usemi are natural wanderers, like gypsies." My mind swirled at his words. How was this possible? How could my parents hide this from me? No, there was no proof. And seeing in the dark didn't prove anything. But Dante was definitely a demon in my book.

“I think there was a song with the same title from these guys. Straight Through my Heart. She had it in her playlist, too.” Dad chuckled. “What, you know that song?” “I do. I continued listening to songs I knew she would like. I didn’t like that one in particular because of the video clip.” “What’s wrong with the video clip?” “It’s one with vampires.” “And what’s wrong with that?” “Vampires are our mortal enemies.” Dad plainly announced, and I was left with my mouth open. “They exist?” I marveled. “Yes.” “Wait? Really?” “Yes. As we exist, they exist. Witches, too.”

The hallway went utterly still. Morgan's hand hung in the air, papers extended. Adrian didn't take them. He stood there, staring at the divorce agreement, and his eyes turned cold. That chill — the kind only a vampire could produce — radiated from him in waves, pressing down on the air around us. "Emily just gave birth." His voice was low. "This isn't the time." Morgan didn't waver. "On the contrary. Now is exactly the time."

“Your father, Orfeo, is the head of a family of vampires that stem from the ancient ones of Ambrogio.” Emily stared at Aunt Maureen as if she had just freakin’ lost her mind. “Vampires.” She repeated what her aunt had told her. Aunt Maureen’s head nod confirmed she was correct. “And let me guess, Zach and his family are werewolves and are in some big longtime interspecies paranormal feud.” Emily couldn’t believe her aunt wanted her to believe this bullshit.

I watch as my man stares at me then his parents as if he can't be serious, i wish i could say he's kidding but he isn't. The roar of rage that rips from Maddox has the stage shaking, his mother goes to take a step towards Maddox but is stopped by his pig headed father. “He will choose his whore of a mate, he already has and my pack will never have a vampire whore as a Luna” Maddox’s father spits at us even though it was a question that my father asked.

My mother and father both turned pale as they stared at each other, completely horrified that their daughter, who was a vampire, was destined to spend all of eternity with three werewolves. "Roan?!" my mother cried out as I saw some tears start to run down her cheek. I couldn't understand what could have happened in the past that would make my parents react like this. Obviously, I thought my mother would have been happy for me that I have finally found my long-awaited destined and now they were reacting like this. I looked back at my mother.

I hoped the walls were soundproof, as I didn’t want to overhear any funny business between Silas and his girlfriend. Climbing onto my bed, I reached for my bedside drawer, pulling out a large book with thick pages and a brown cover. It was a book on vampire origins, and basically everything one needed to know about them. Bill had gifted it to my mom as a moving-in present, thinking she might need it living with two vampires under the same roof. If only he knew Mom didn’t read books. Even when I was a kid, she’d make up my bedtime stories on the spot. She found it funny to tell me horror stories before bed.

His face fell and he shook his head. “No,” he said slowly. “It wasn’t gang members. It was vampires.” My entire body stilled at the mention of vampires. Vampires killed my mother? No. I couldn’t believe such a thing. I wouldn’t believe it. I shook my head and this time; tears broke free from my eyes like a dam that had broken inside of me. “They were after something that your mother had,” my father continued to explain. “She wouldn’t give it to them, so they took her life.”

my father commanded. I stared at him in disbelief. What did he possibly think I could do? I decided to ask him between gags. To my amazement, he wanted me to either heal her or cut her head off! The man had gone mad. I searched the room for my mother and found her pasty white faced and crouched behind the peach colored wing backed chair near the fireplace. When I made a move toward her, she screamed for me to stay away. Somehow, my parents had learned of my supernatural side, but didn’t yet understand it. Somehow my parents had learned that I’d been dating a vampire and he gave me his blood. Somehow, my parents knew Bobby was the son of a vampire. Somehow—between the time I’d left and my re